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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚. 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐚.

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We were stood on the top of the block of flats, silent as ever, while Kate stood there, not knowing what the hell we're doing here. Clint had been looking through the binoculars for a good three minutes, now, and I could tell one of us was bored.

"You wanna tells me what we're doing here?" Kate asked while we leaned on the edge, slightly mocking what Clint was doing. 

"There's something important inside the apartment that we need." I simplify, rather than tell her the whole story. Not worth my time in telling her the backstory of a watch, is it? 

"It was stolen from a black market auction. I need it back." Clint says. "No lights. No movement." We both looked over at the idiot with the binoculars before Kate sighed beside me. "This is our chance." 

"This would have been easier if we were on a higher rooftop." Kate says. I glanced around while Clint claimed otherwise.

"That's what you think." He says, yet, I couldn't actually find a higher rooftop that we could use. 

"Yeah... exactly. That's why I said it." Kate said, a little confused on his first comment. 

"Watch, he's about to tell us about quick exits." I murmured to her, quiet as possible so he couldn't hear.

"Kate, you always wanna prioritize a quick exit over a quick entrance." He said, as if I'd wrote a script for him to read from. No, the idiots just said it so many times, I've practically memorised it. The girl let out a soft laugh quietly while he continued. Then, an idea popped to mind. I whispered in her ear while the old man rambled on, picking up the batons and her bow before we slowly backed away, towards the staircase.

We got out of the building quick, while I found the frequency on the coms link so we could then hear him realise we were no longer there. 

"Kate? Rob?" I could only imagine him glancing around the rooftop for us as we crossed the street.

"Ah, found the frequency." I murmured to her. Two cars started to shout at us and I showed one of the drivers just where to stick their comments with a hand gesture, while Kate gave the guy the other direction a look, telling him to wait his turn. 

"Rob? Kate?" He called again.

"Heya." Kate said to him, as if it were no big deal we were now no longer following his plan.

"I told you, you're supposed to be lookout." Clint says.

If you ever catch me on lookout, kill the bitch 'cause it ain't me. 

"Yeah, but of the three of us, who's not gonna get distracted?" Kate asked making me snort at the comment.

"Look, that's not fair at the fact that the both of you act like children and cannot act your respectable age-" He began to comment, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Excuse me?" I asked. "I act more mature than you do." I point out.

"Prove it." He challenged me.

I looked over at Kate. "Whatever you do, never take him to a Lego store-" 

"That was one time-" He argued, while I smirked at the memory. Meanwhile, me and Kate were walking towards the block of apartment's entrance. An elderly man, holding bags of shopping, was stood trying to open the door. "Alright, look, I need you two to use your grappling hook arrow to anchor yourself in. Then, propel yourself down the side of the building to the window-"